Page 98 of Heart Breaker

“Ride me, Peach.”

She does.

“That’s my good fucking girl.”

She rides me faster.

“Bounce on my cock, baby. Use me until you’re screaming my name. I want to feel your ass bouncing off my balls.”

My eyes drift closed, my mind fighting to hold on just a little longer. Every hidden corner of my heart seems to come alive.

She is exactly who I’m meant to be with. Lottie was made for me.

“I’m close, Wes,” she says as my hands move from her hips to her ass.

“Come for me, Peach. Come hard on my cock.”

That’s all it takes for her to clench around my shaft and tip her head back as pleasure shoots through both of us. I squeeze my eyes shut, gritting my teeth as I get lost in the most intense orgasm of my life while I continue to thrust up into her.

“Oh, God,” I say into her chest, my muscles clenching as she falls apart in my arms. “The way you soak my cock. You feel so good.”

“You’re mine, Lottie.”

“I belong to you.”

“Say it again, my Peach.”

“I belong to you.”

“Yeah, baby.”

My wife, the only woman I can’t get enough of.

My hips continue to thrust up into her until we’re both too sensitive to keep going and she’s collapsing against my chest. We stay like that, my cock buried inside her, for a long while we try to catch our breaths.

“Baby, that was incredible,” I murmur. “Every time, it only seems to get better.”

“We seem to be averse to using a bed,” she laughs.

I cup the back of her head and pull her in for a kiss before my hands reach behind her loosening the knot. When her hands are free, I bring her wrists to my mouth, and kiss her tender skin.“You’re perfect for me, Lottie.”

I capture her mouth again, kissing her slowly at first, but before long I’m devouring her mouth. I hold her tightly against my body until my cock softens and slips out of her.

“You were made for me, Peach.” I look deep into her green eyes. “I love you, Lottie.”

The words leave my mouth with a certainty that surprises even me. I’ve never said them before. Not because I was afraid of them but because I’d never met a woman who made them feel true. I used to wonder what it would feel like when the right person does come along, whether love announced itself all at once or quietly slipped into your life without permission.

Now I know.

It isn’t fireworks. It isn’t some grand revelation. It’s waking up with her tangled in my arms and wondering how I ever slept without her. It’s seeing her smile and feeling like the best part of my day has just begun. It’s wanting to carry her fears when they become too heavy and celebrate every one of her victories as though they’re my own. It’s looking at the woman in front of me and realizing I can’t picture a future that doesn’t have her standing in the middle of it.

Somewhere between our fake vows, our morning breakfasts and late night conversations, and every moment in between…Lottie became home. And with a certainty I’ve never felt about anything else in my entire life, I realize that this is what love is supposed to feel like.

It was always her.

I just needed enough time to understand that my heart had already made its choice.

“You do?”